After a brief discussion, they decided that the locals might be able to give them some hints. Even if they probably wouldn’t ask directly, just being pointed in the right direction could save them a lot of time birdsearching. Therefore the group headed back towards the village, actually arriving even sooner than the promised sundown. They did not shroud their approach, thus Silvester was already waiting for them when they reached the ground.“Anything else I can do for you?” he inclined his head.“Confirmation,” Elizabeth smiled, then paused, and spoke again after a moment of hesitation. “Though likely best it be out of sight.”“Right this way then,” Silvester nodded, pointing towards one of the nearby buildings. If he was dubious about their speed, the man did not show it. “The rest of you may return to the hall. My grandmother will be happy to serve you tea.”And they did, ushering themselves into the same hall they had been in just a few hours prior, though even Irwyn was feeling a bit dubious about whether he would drink. There they found the old lady still sitting there… probably downright rooted in place if Irwyn was understanding what he had seen correctly. So that wasn’t surprising. Rather, they were startled to find Bhaak also seated where Elizabeth had before.“You lot really are impatient, huh?” the trader gave them a dirty look. “What about ‘a month or so’ did you misinterpret as two days?”“...” Irwyn, and the rest of them for that matter, stared awkwardly at the retort. That had been their original deal. When they had expected to have more and longer stops along the way. As their plans changed, no one seemed to have picked up on it.“I can… wait until it’s ready,” Alice offered, visibly embarrassed.“And break my neatly planned sequence? I think not,” Bhaak scoffed. Then he reached into an inner pocket, withdrawing a capped bottle. It seemed empty at a glance but the shift in Alice’s posture showed (...)